Melissa—or Missy as I remembered her—had had a crush on me. But being a typical eighteen-year-old, I didn’t pay much attention to the blushing twelve-year-old.I walked away without so much as a backwards glance. But now? Now I can’t tear my eyes away. Gone was the girl with braces and pigtails...in her place was a woman who took my breath away. I just had to prove to her I wasn’t the same guy I was back then. I prayed for a Christmas miracle, but I never expected this. Her. Us.

    YOU AND ME is a delicious opposites attract story coming June 27th.It all started in the pouring rain. His wet shirt plastered to his hard body. My drenched hair strewn across my face. We bantered. He held the door. I found out his name.And for a half a second, I fell hard.Then the record stopped. Forget his quick wit, those biceps, and insanely disarming clear blue eyes. The sexy sonofabitch proved he’d be just another mistake. But Jackson won’t give up that easily. He's determined to show me that opposites can not only attract, they can ignite.Can he and I become an us? Or did any chance we had at a future already get washed away?

    When it comes to romance, I’m looking for something real, something that will last: the happily ever after. As a divorce attorney, he loves to tell me there’s no such thing. As a wedding planner, I choose to disagree. We disagree on almost everything, in fact. Everything except James Bond. The only time we really get along is when we’re watching 007 flicks together, and I’ll admit—he has rescued me from a disaster or five. So when one of the baton twirlers from his parade leaves a baby girl at his door with a note that says “I’ll come back for her” and he begs me for help, I can’t turn him down. But it’s a mistake. Because watching him with his daughter, I start to see another side of Nate, a side that has my breath coming faster, my body craving his, my heart longing for him to change his mind about love and tell me there’s a chance for us. I don’t want to be just another girl leaving his apartment in the morning. I want to be the one he asks to stay.

    Even in the costume her curves are obvious. All I can think about is ripping off the bunny suit and giving her some joy. I do women, not relationships. Besides it’s forbidden. But she makes me feel ways I’ve never felt. I’m the doctor but somehow she’s healing me. Forget the rules - she’s mine ***Sizzling hot alpha romance holiday novella with no cliffhangers, no cheating, and a guaranteed happily-ever-after***

    All this mama wants is a silent night, but when her seven-year-old asks the mall Santa to teach his mom to drive a sleigh, she finds herself in knots over the man in red.Dash Winters is the last person she needs pulling her reins. She has a son to think about and a “seasonal romance” with someone who gets paid to lie to kids once a year is not going to jolly her holly.But the more she gets to know the Santa with a six-pack, the more Chrissy realizes she can’t judge a book by its cover... or a Santa by his suit!

     Red Flags… Too loud. Too clingy. Too much make-up. I could go on and on. The other guys in the Single Dad’s Club would say I’m obsessed with finding them. But none of their kid’s mothers call a maximum-security prison home either, so their opinions mean shit. Caterina Santora has her own list of red flags… She’s too young. She’s my client’s daughter. She’s my five-year old’s camp counselor. Even after repeating this mantra to myself every morning on the way to Lily’s summer camp, guess what happens the moment I see Cat? Yeah, that mantra turns into ride me, doggie style and reverse cowgirl. Every. Damn. Time. The fact that she doesn’t remember me from six years before grates on me until I don’t have it in me to leave her alone any longer. I have to have her. But our lives are opposites in every way. In no way compatible. When we’re together all the complications fade away and I have to keep reminding myself, even if I can have her— I can’t keep her.

    I can't do this. That's what my ex said after our son was born, leaving me a single dad. These days, my world consists of two things: Noah and my bar. Until her—the woman I want—but can never have. My ex’s sister wasn’t supposed to be stirred into the mix. Even though I try to push her away, my son falls in love with her. As much as I want to keep my distance, I can’t break his heart.Lines become blurred, and fighting our attraction becomes nearly impossible. Even though we know it’s wrong, desire doesn’t always fade away.As soon as we cross that line, nothing will be the same and everything will fall apart. And it does.

    If he insists that she travel to him, when he’s the one who gave up, the one who cheated, then the least he can do is pay for her to fly in comfort.But Lily soon learns, the bigger seats and ample leg room aren’t the only things that are better beyond that classing curtain. The company’s more than worth every extra cent.****Trevor Kinkade always flies first-class… on his private jet. But the one time he finds himself aboard a commercial flight, he also finds Lily.Not that he had to look very hard; she’s sitting right beside him.****They’re nothing alike, from two very different worlds, except for one huge, perhaps serendipitous, similarity — they’re in the same place, where neither have ever been before, at the same time — because of two, perfectly aligned off-chances.Or, could it be the chance for both of them to find what they’ve always wanted?**** Originally featured, in part, in Pick Your Pleasure, this is Laid Over- Lily and Trevor’s story- in its entirety, with refurbished scenes, new scenes, and of course… its HEA.******** Not your usual S.E. Hall book… hot, fun, and an over-the-top “what if” to sweeten your dreams! Just enjoy!!!****

    As a dentist, I can't recommend any of his sweets. But as a single mom and loving daughter, I can tell you they're all amazing.While I'm working at the booth, a handsome stranger in an impeccable booth stops by to buy some peanut brittle. When he chips his tooth, I offer to help. I don't expect what happens next: I fall for him.TheoAfter abandoning my detail, I hide out at a quaint town's holiday festival. I am only looking for a few days away from the demands of royal duties. When I meet Joy, I find myself wanting more from this holiday: her.As I get to know Joy and her family, I build a connection with them I have never experienced before. They like me for me, not because of my title. I know I have to tell them the truth about who I am. But I do not want to break the spell of this magical Christmas we are sharing together.Sugar & Spice Nights is a multi-author series of holiday inspired instalove, curvy woman and hot guys stories. Come find out how hot and sweet the nights can get today!

    Getting my son to wear pants is one; dealing with my snoozefest of a job is another. Then there’s the Beast, my freeloading brother who’s worn a permanent dent in the couch at my new place. And no fairytale would be complete without a smoking hot prince, of course. Too bad he’s a complete ass. Everything in me screams to steer clear of Nate Murphy. Because, if life has taught me anything, there is no such thing as happily ever after.Nate:I may not be a superhero, but I do my best to come to the rescue when I’m needed. And, hey, I just moved halfway across the country after a single phone call from my mom. But being back home and taking on the responsibilities involved makes me a bit cranky at times. Unfortunately, the one time I completely lose my cool is in front of the hottest girl I’ve ever met. I’ve got my work cut out for me if I’m going to fix this. But I will fix this. I’ll be anything Laney Monroe needs me to be … a superhero, a prince, or just a guy she might take a chance on.PLEASE NOTE: This product is a republication of the 2016 version of THE FIX. It contains special content and bonus scenes for an enhanced reader experience.

    He’s a single dad. In theory, we should have something in common, right? Wrong. When I receive a phone call from my daughter’s school, I’m shocked to find my sweet little girl has been in a fight. Hauled to the principal’s office to straighten things out, I find myself sitting next to none other than my first kiss—Tyler Daniels—the man who'd taught me the meaning of trouble. After living the high life in NYC, Tyler’s back in town to ruin me all over again. This time—the joke’s on him. I’m older and (sometimes) wiser, and after my last failed relationship, I’m in no mood to have my pigtails pulled. Not even when Tyler decides to try that kissing thing all over again. However, Tyler’s gotten a lot better at that kissing thing, and when one steamy kiss leads to the next, I suddenly find myself thinking about Tyler Daniels and his smoking hot dad bod at the worst of times. Even if his presence in my home town will run my beautiful little inn right out of business. When push comes to shove, however, Tyler Daniels and I are not cut out to be friends—and I’m not sure we’re ready for more.

    Now that I look back over the past few weeks, I can see signs of this coming.I’d thought it was wedding jitters. Our family had begun trickling into Shotgun, our western Montana town, making the incoming life commitment all the more real. That’d be enough to make any groom-to-be nervous. But then my fiancé never showed up to our weddingMy three bridesmaid friends were amazing. They’d spun into action dispersing the guests while I sat, numb. Now we’re driving to the closest dive bar at my request, and I feel lots of things.Hurt. Confused. Betrayed. But most of all, I feel like my insides are alight with anger.I’m ready to blow off some steam. But love isn’t done with me yet. It has one more trick up its sleeve . . .Meant to be Yours is a super hot story about finding true love at the most unlikely of times. No cheating, no cliffhangers, and only consensual shenanigans await. This contemporary instalove romance is first in the Love at First Sight series, and will make you squirm with delight. ;) Steamy happily ever after guaranteed!

    She works with me every single day.Did I mention she's gorgeous, sweet, kind and smart?2. She works in my home.Playing with my five-year-old daughter. Teaching my little girl. Cooking for my princess. Which means...3. She's the nanny.And that makes her completely off-limits... But it doesn’t stop me from wanting her. All of her.***The other nannies in this city don't call him the Sexy One for nothing. My boss, the amazingly wonderful single father to the girl I take care of every day is ridiculously hot, like movie star levels with those arms, and those eyes, and that body. Not to mention, the way he dotes on his little girl melts me all over. But what really makes my knees weak are the times when his gaze lingers on me. In secret. When no one else is around. I can't risk my job for a chance at something more... can I? But I don’t know how to resist him much longer either...

    J.R. Two years ago, I hugged my little boy goodbye and told him I’d be right back.Next thing I knew, I was arrested and sent to prison for a crime I didn’t commit.Until they let me out early…Now I’m headed home to confront the man who put me away.A lie put me behind bars, and I’m ready to find the truth.I don’t have time for a sexy girl with pale blonde hair and bright blue eyes stowed away on the backseat of my new car.My mission is to get my son back and clear my name.Love is not on the agenda. It never is, though, is it? (THIS MUCH IS TRUE is a single-dad, opposites attract, stand-alone romance. No cheating. No cliffhangers.)

     Spencer I love sex. I love the power, the intimacy, the euphoria it brings. Too bad I’m not having any . . . You’d think as New Orleans’ most renowned sex therapist that I’d be swimming in single men. In a way, I am . . . except for the fact that one is in diapers and the other two are drowning in preteen hormones. As a single mother of three, my days are devoted to my clients and my kids, and my nights are spent with Fabio, my trusty vibrator. When my world begins to unravel, I have no choice but to move back home. And when my high school sweetheart comes waltzing back into my life, comedy and chaos ensue. What can I say? I never said I could pick ’em, but you can bet your ass I know how to fix ’em. Cooper As soon as the ink dried on my divorce papers, I made myself a solemn vow: I was done with relationships. Moving home to take over my father’s firm was the plan, until Spencer decided to return, along with three souvenirs from the life she’s lived without me. I’ve been in love with the girl next door for nearly all of my life; the rest was spent trying to forget her. I’d give almost anything for a second chance with her, but I have no time for distractions—especially the kind that involve diapers, bottles, and eighteen-year commitments. The problem is, she’s already got me by the balls . . . and I’m beginning to feel the noose tightening around my heart. *Intended for readers 18+